Series: The Rossi Crime Family Series by J.L. Beck
Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 80475 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 402(@200wpm)___ 322(@250wpm)___ 268(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80475 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 402(@200wpm)___ 322(@250wpm)___ 268(@300wpm)
Squirming like a fish out of water, she pushes her tits into my face. I graze my teeth along the tender flesh making her body shake. I leave tiny red bite marks against her chest, and make my way south, kissing over each of her ribs, her belly, along her hip bone until I finally arrived at the heavenly valley between her legs.
“You’re so fucking greedy. I can feel how wet you are. How much you want my cock, my fingers, my mouth.”
“Please…” She peers up at me, pleasure washing over her heated cheeks. Hair sticks to her sweaty forehead but she has no idea how much I’m going to make her sweat. This is only the beginning. The sweet scent of her arousal overwhelms my sense and all I want to do is ravish her in every way possible. I want her so fucking bad it hurts. I want her body, I want her soul, I want her pleasure and her pain. I want every single fucking thing she’ll give me and then I still want more. I want everything she refuses to give me, and I want to take.
I want to break her, and piece her back together again just as I see fit. I want to make her feel my pain and my pleasure. I want to let her in, even if it’s only for tonight.
With a primal growl, and no patience I bury my face between her trembling thighs. I drag my tongue across her already swollen clit and chuckle as she bucks underneath me.
“Too late now. You’re going to take my tongue inside your virgin pussy, and you’re going to enjoy it.” I hook my arms underneath her legs, grabbing the outsides of her thighs. I hold her in place so she can’t squirm away from me, and she tries, fuck does she, but the fight in her is nothing compared to the carnal need inside of me.
I dip my tongue into her tight channel, and she buries her fingers into my hair, grabbing two handfuls, her nails scrape against my scalp and my muscles ripple with pleasure. Instead of trying to push me off, she shamelessly pulls me closer, pressing her legs wider well shoving my head closer to her pussy and fuck am I more than happy to oblige.
I reward her by tonguing her pussy, dipping inside of her as deep as I can go. I pull away, just to lift her up a few more inches. I spread her legs even further to give me better access. I want her exposed, not an inch of her pretty pink flesh hiding from me.
“Roman, I want you,” She purrs breathlessly.
Maintaining control is important...it’s what’s keeping me from just fucking her across the bed right now. I flick my tongue over the tight ring of her asshole and lick her from there all the way up to her clit. If she gives me the chance, I’ll claim her there too. I’ll claim her anywhere she lets me.
The moment my tongue reaches the tight bundle of nerves at the top of her slit she comes apart. Her tiny little body shakes, and ripples with pleasure, and her nails dig into my scalp raining fire and pleasure on my body. I revel in the pain of her nails digging into my skin.
I want more of it. I need more of it.
“Oh…Roman…” My name falls from her lips like a breath.
Her swollen clit pulses on my tongue as her sweet cream gushes out of her fluttering entrance and into my mouth.
“Fuck Sophie…” I moan against her mound. I feel myself unraveling. She’s tugging at my control, at my resolve, and I’m so close to losing it.
Our moans echo throughout the room in harmony as I keep licking her until she’s clean. I don’t stop until the last tremor of her orgasm has run through her and she’s lying beneath me panting.
I start making my way back up her body, planting kisses all over her skin. This time I don’t not take my time... no, this time is chased. With one hand I flick the button of my jeans and pull them and my boxers off until they slide down my legs. I step out of them and kick them to the side. I clench my jaw as I stare down at her heated skin, the bite marks that mare her flesh, and the completely melted expression her beautiful features.
“Are you on birth control?” I grunt, taking my cock into my hand. I pump it a few times, swiping my thumb over the tip.
“No,” she whispers into the stiff air, looking a bit panicked as her eyes move away from mine. “Does that change things?”
Does that change anything? I almost laugh. She has no idea how hot her naivety is, how much it makes me want her more.